On the day Bai Xiaoruo and Xian Mingyu held their wedding, she had only just celebrated her 18th birthday a few days prior. Her husband was a full 8 years older than her.
In the eyes of outsi...
I touched my head. Thankfully, my hair wasn't ruined, but I could still smell a faint burnt smell.
With a dark expression, Xian Mingyu barely suppressed the urge to spank her. "Are you trying to burn my hair so I can get a new hairstyle right away?"
"No, no, I didn't mean to." Mo Niannian quickly turned off the hairdryer, hurriedly got out of bed and went to his side. "How are you? Does it hurt? Let me see—"
She touched his head; she had to stand on tiptoe to see how badly he was burned.
Thankfully, he got up in time and was alright.
Well, actually, just based on his face, he would still be handsome even if he shaved his head.
She can pull off any hairstyle.
Pshaw, what are you thinking? This is no joke. If he really gets badly burned by the hairdryer, she'll feel terribly guilty.
Xian Mingyu reached out and pulled the person in front of him closer, narrowed his eyes, and looked down at her, "What did you just call me? Uncle? And you called me an old man? Hmm?"
Hmph, if she hadn't disappeared for four whole years, let alone the fact that she looked down on him because he's 31 now, if she hadn't left back then, they probably would have had a whole litter of babies by now. He wouldn't still be a bachelor, and he's only just managed to snag her as his girlfriend.
Mo Niannian swallowed hard, not daring to utter a sound.
She wasn't deliberately getting agitated, but 31 does sound old. His age and appearance don't match at all, so who would really care how old he is?
"I...I was wrong. I won't call you an old man anymore."
"Anything else?"
"I won't call you 'uncle' anymore, really. But if Youyou wants to call you 'uncle,' I can't stop her, you know. I can't let her call you 'brother,' can I?"
Youyou is only three and a half years old. How can she compare to that little guy?
Xian Mingyu raised an eyebrow, clearly indicating that this was not enough to gain his forgiveness. "Then what will you call me from now on?"
"Uh, what do you want me to call you?" Mo Niannian shrank back, not daring to be presumptuous again, afraid that he would throw her onto the bed and exploit her again.
"Call me husband."
"Huh? Isn't this a bit too fast?" They're not even married yet, and he's already calling her "husband" like this. Won't people misunderstand?
"How fast?"
"No... I think such intimate terms should be reserved for after we get married... What if one day you don't want me and Youyou anymore, and find someone else to call you husband? Wouldn't that mean... you'd have a lot of wives?"
What the little girl said left him speechless.
However, what she said about not wanting her and Youyou one day is absolutely unacceptable.
In his entire life, he only wanted her as his wife, and he only ever gave her this nickname.